Last Christmas, Larry gave me a gift certificate for a Swedish massage.
During the year, I get my hair done and manicures,
massages while traveling and reflexology once a week.
But, it seems that I am a hoarder.
A hoarder of gift certificates.
I LOVE them so and hate to use them.
There is a Spa that I like very much, The Woodhouse Day Spa.
That is where my gift was from, and yesterday, I cashed it in.
I had the most amazing morning being pampered and massaged.
I feel wonderful today.
{Really Wonderful!}
Last night, Larry said: I am not giving you gift certificates anymore.
I said: Why not?
He said: You keep them till they almost expire.
He said: Just get a massage when you want one.
Somehow, that just isn’t the same.
Is it?
Love you.
Me